The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of

tossed Samuel

ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud

Samuel’s head bled again, and his body hurt so bad

Sandra did not take another glance at Samuel, but he directly looked at John and sneered, “Breaking

words, but Sandra repeated

afraid, and he showed

“Don’t worry about it.

other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five to

when you kill someone will you

and after I’m done, Peter

Sandra quietly

that you’re

“Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The Shooting Stars

in front of Albert, and he

arrived, the next palm

a glance, they appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others an

of airwaves rushed toward Albert, and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed

Sandra felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in

ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert,

eyes were cold as he used the Ursa Major’s Blurred

the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was

it, his footwork had a sense

few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was

John’s expressions instantly changed.

never saw such an agile movement like

already attacked, there

and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught

the strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed onto Sandra’s

Bang!

visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward

fell as he did not manage

slapped

Sandra that John struck,

It was a phantom!

heart trembled, and at this time,

sect,

made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair

just as he wanted to turn around, John